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Is 12 to young to start roleplaying?

@UltikanaRe your @Mention for@Captain Jordan is broken. you put Jordon instead of Jordan.

Interest checks.

This topic pops up every now and then, and we feel its been a while since last time.

Interest checks. There are a thousand and one recipes for them. But what do you look for in one?

Fancy pictures? P(r)etty formatting? Goblins? Bullet points? Sparkly vampires? Simple, short descriptions? Long, elaborate storylines?

What works best on you?

Is 12 to young to start roleplaying?

We still stick to the thought that join requirement shouldn't be "18+" for RPs of a more "mature" nature. We think it should be the question "Do other people think you are mature?"

RP Tag Requests

The closest suggestion to mystery is the "paranormal" one.

Hero, Antagonist, anti-hero and such would kinda be another type of tagging. Having just Antagonist kinda removes the depth necessary, but at the same time we wouldn't want too many tags.

The Relics

Some notes on Angie's changes, things she's either not noticed yet, or that haven't quite happened yet:

Her torso is now roughly twelve centimeters longer than it was prior to the recent transformation. This is to provide room for the extensions to her organs. Six breasts, even small ones, will take more space than two normal-sized ones. We imagine that the extra space on the inside of the ribs, which may eventually grow in to be more numerous, is taken up by a stronger heart and larger lungs primarily.

Her feet, while they're not quite like those of humans anymore, are mostly the same, except being tipped by claws. Her heels naturally hover a few centimeters above the ground, but will probably with time shift further up, becoming similar to those of a wolf's hind legs. In essence, her walk will change until it is digitigrade, but for now she can still bend her feet up so that her heels touch the ground.

Her ears may have grown faintly pointed now, and will probably have a thin fuzz of furring.

Like wolves, she will also eventually prefer a more carnivorous diet rather than the omnivorous diet humans tend to have. But like wolves, she will not be afraid to supplement a meat-rich diet with fruits and vegetables.

Her face is still mostly human, but may gain more furring as time passes.

While her clothes haven't torn or ripped in any places, they probably won't fit quite right now, especially in the places with significant growth.

Note: While the nerves controlling her tail have grown in, she hasn't learned to do so, and the canine instincts for such are still missing. This will cause some strange situations for her.

What Happened to Dedicated RP's

Well, the RPers we're mostly around tend to stick to their RPs, through thick and thin. But not all RPs survive. We've had to shut down more than one RP after it broke due to design errors rather than players dropping.

The Relics

Threw in another post, starting to set the scene for a triple-collab. Fallen thought it would be best to have an Angie solo post before the collab, Echo. Besides, describing a transformation sequence works best as a solo post.

The post ends mere moments after Fallen's post ends.

The Relics

Once outside the arena, the Kalesian soldiers guarding Angie and the embassy staff waited for a few minutes so that a couple of stragglers could catch up to them. Then they all moved out, taking the quickest route back to the Embassy. Though the crowds were thinning out the further they got from the Grand Arena, especially after they passed through the inner walls, Angie could see how the chaos had already spread throughout the city proper. The Canines all around were unusually excited. It was almost as if the entire city was overflowing with energy. Or something like that. She couldn’t put words to it. She did notice how the guards had formed up into a tight V-shape in front of the group, pushing through the crowds whenever they gathered. There weren’t enough to form a full circle around them, but she still felt safe with them there.

Just as they passed by the last intersection before they’d turn right to go to the Embassy, she felt as much as heard something land behind her. She had sensed it in the background through the canines, but with how pent-up they all were, she’d paid it less heed than she probably should have.

Angie looked up for a moment, seeing the two full moons visible in the sky even during the day. The feeling behind her wasn’t truly one of danger. It was hard to put into words. Like a canine, but not. Wilder. Stronger. She wanted to turn about, to look at it. The urge was practically irresistible. She halted for a moment. Started to turn to the right. Then fell over as if she’d tripped.

Everything itched. Her hands snapped forward, preventing her face from striking the ground as she fell over. Throughout the canine thought net, she heard the shout “he-who-smells-blood!” reverberating. She knew without knowing exactly how, that it was he who now stood behind her. But that didn’t matter, for she could not sense any real danger from him. All she felt, was a certain curiosity, intermixed with… familiarity?

She tried to make sense of it, but before she could think further on it, there was a pain unlike any she had felt before, right at the base of her back. And on her torso. And all over her body. She squeezed her eyes shut to try to drown it out and so failed to spot the first and most obvious changes. Her nails rapidly thickened, hardened and lengthened until they truly were claws. Not long claws, but still sharp. Underneath her long Kalesian tunic, at the base of her spine, something grew forth. And everything itched. The light fuzz she’d had in the past spread rapidly. becoming a sleek coat of fur covering greater parts of her arms, legs and torso.

Her modest breasts, having never really grown large the way other girls’ breasts seemed to do, were joined by others as the nascent ones lower on her chest rapidly grew in. While it should’ve felt strange, Angie found that it only felt right. As something that had been wrong was now fixed. In her small boots, she could feel her claws growing in and knew they were quite a bit larger than the ones on her fingers.

As always, she didn’t know exactly why she did it, but she bent her feet slightly, lifting her heel up from the ground. had she been able to see, she would’ve seen that her feet had actually changed shape. Where other humans had a right angle between the ankle and the foot, her feet now had a 110-degree angle. She could still lower her heels to the ground, but it didn’t feel right.

The changes stopped as suddenly as they had started. It felt like an eternity had passed, but somehow she knew only a few minutes at most had passed. She slowly rose to her feet, quite unsteady, as if her balance had changed. Which she realized quickly that it actually had. Her chest was heavier, her legs different. Then there was the short tail beneath her long tunic. She knew it was there, but couldn’t quite figure out how to control it.

She quickly wiped her hands over her clothes, trying to shake the dust of the road off them. Only then did she spot her claws. She stared in shock at them. Her fingers looked so different now that they ended in short but sharp claws. Flexing her fingers a little, she felt how they moved just as they had before. Then there was the thin brown fuzz on the back of her hands. She looked down herself, spotting how her changes had distended her clothes a bit. Below her breasts she could now see four other bulges of a similar size. She didn’t know if others too could see them. Not that she really cared about what others would think. She was far too confused to do that. And hungry. So very hungry. Her stomach growled, and she let out a similar growl herself. She needed to eat. And she felt… tired.

Then she sniffed the air, remembering that he-who-smells-blood was right behind her. She started turning about to look at him, wondering what he looked like.

Mahz's Dev Journal

A natural element for this search would be filtering for various tabs and for thread types, like interest checks or non-RP, non-IntCk threads. After all, people could be searching for discussions or spam threads for all we know. Not everyone will be searching for RPs.

Mahz's Dev Journal

How do you mean,@Aeonumbra? Auto-apply it to topics without activity for n days? Or something else?

what we referred to in our second paragraph was applying tags to older threads so they can be hit on searches in the future. Though in hindsight its not that necessary, considering how it might be better for the system to just come up with newer RPs. The ones still active can apply the tags they want, and the dead ones don't really need tags.

But perhaps the tag search system, when it comes, should have something to ensure that RPs without any activity (IC or OoC) for say sixty days, don't pop up in regular searches? But perhaps with the option to "include dead topics" as a checkbox on the search page?